Fallen Ashes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Fallen Ashes



Torrid affairs of the heart, breaking in two, pieces left over from another day when young and restless.
Offering options on ranges of antagonistic realms, interring bodies of fallen ashes, spreading their only meanings throughout mountainous cliffs and ledges, leading to jagged ideas, falling down into canyons of waking death.

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